“I Can Hear the Water Cry” and “I am the Coin that Falls Between the Cracks” published at Chewers by Masticadores

On By Mike U.In Poetry

I’m pleased to announce two of my poems–“I Can Hear the Water Cry” and “I am the Coin the Falls Between the Cracks”–have been published at Chewers by Masticadores. A sincere thank you to Editor Nolcha Fox and her team for sharing my poetry with their readers. It’s definitely an honor for me. Thank you, Nolcha, for this opportunity.

“I Can Hear the Water Cry”
(c) 2024 by Michael L. Utley

“misty river bank
I can hear the water cry
through its mournful veil

from whence your tears
my friend
from whence your sorrow
the stream of life
long and arduous
promises nothing
takes wantonly
yet gives freely
drowns dreams
yet slakes hope’s thirst
erodes time
yet blesses leas
with hue and humor…”

…..

“I am the Coin that Falls Between the Cracks”
(c) 2024 by Michael L. Utley

“parts of me have died
that no one will ever know
nor will ever mourn
and why should they
I am just a remnant of myself
writ small among the vagaries of life

I am the coin that falls between the cracks
the sub-aural hum of power lines
the mote-specked silence of barn lofts
the dull glint of galaxies
as seen through rheumic eyes
I am the shadow
in the corner
of my cold
listless
mind…”

I’d be delighted if you’d read the rest of my poems in their entirety here:

2 Poems by Michael L. Utley

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30 thoughts on ““I Can Hear the Water Cry” and “I am the Coin that Falls Between the Cracks” published at Chewers by Masticadores”

    1. Thank you, Aaysid. It’s always a pleasure to read your generous comments. I agree–the one about the lost coin hits closer to home for me as well. I’m so glad to know these connect with you. Here’s wishing you a grand rest of the week! 😊

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  9. Congrats on the publication, Mike. Your portrayal of water is how I see much of nature, amoral, giving and taking, nurturing and demanding, soft and harsh. And, of course, water is reflective, mirroring us back to ourselves. A beautiful and evocative poem.

    I’m heading over to read the second in full. 🙂

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    1. Thanks so much, Diana. I used to live in a small town about ten miles from where I now reside. It lies in a mountain valley and there’s a river running through it. Every day, the lilting incense of water and willows was intoxicating. There’s something really special about moving water. 😊

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